It was the first snowfall of the year.
The ground had turned white.
I looked out of the window,
Watched people walking by,
Wearing woollen caps and gloves.
I went out to feel the coldness in the air.
I picked some snow off the ground, made a ball of it in my hand
and watched it melt away.
One thought on “Snow on the Ground”
Wet snow or just a warming after the snowfall that it melted in your hand?
You lost your poetic edge on this entry.
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